Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"No, no, this will hurt my body." Nian Zhuo quickly stepped back and waved his hand. The pain from the crack in his chest reminded him to use magic as little as possible. Otherwise, if his body suddenly stiffened while fighting Hercules, he would probably die on the spot.

"Hahaha... Then I'll join in too—ooh!" Seeing his own refusal outside, 'Nianzhuo' laughed and raised his sword again. However, a sudden pain in his chest almost made him lose his balance and fall to the ground.

"This...this is—" Touching her chest, she saw the remnants of Nian Zhuo's magic power flowing out from the cracks in her spirit core, which had been blocked here each time it circulated. The 'self in the mirror' seemed to have expected this. "So, the maximum output is around that standard." Wiping away the non-existent cold sweat from her forehead, both of them turned their gazes outside.

The golden light had faded, leaving only the ship planks emitting a pungent, burnt smell; not a single Dragon Fang soldier remained.

"Then, me outside, come on over!" This time, it was the reflection of myself in the mirror that reached out to Nian Zhuo.

"Had enough? I don't think 'my' desires are limited to this." Although she held his hand, Nianzhuo still had a look on her face that said, "Is that all you've got?"

"Hmph, now that I've appeared, you're not so comfortable anymore. We'll share half the feeling, so that should ease the pain in your chest, right?" As she spoke, 'the self in the mirror' touched the crack in Nian Zhuo's chest.

That's no longer the temperature or hardness of flesh.

Instead, there was an icy chill and a stone-like touch.

“Okay, thank you for your concern—but the most important thing now is…” Nian Zhuo didn’t finish his sentence because he knew that the other person would understand him too.

"—It's over there, right?" Sure enough, 'the self in the mirror' looked in the direction of Mashu and the others. "Well then, it's our turn!" Without needing to see her own reaction, 'the self in the mirror' raised her right fist.

"Ah! Yes!" Nian Zhuo smiled as well, raising his left fist and lightly touching it.

"It feels like it might work!"

Colchis's Witch: Another Self in Battle

With a light tap of her toes, Medea looked at the empty planks in front of her and smiled at the blond youth on the ship behind her.

"What a tenacious and stubborn bunch." Then, for the first time, the girl raised her staff with a serious expression. "Then I'll go into battle too, Lord Jason... or perhaps, Master?"

"Well, I'm counting on you then, my Medea!" The blond youth remained standing at the bow of the ship, looking at the girl with a gentle smile. "Although Hercules is enough, with you here, it's even more certain."

Then, the pale purple girl in front of him raised her magic wand, and layers of magic circles containing the magic power of the Age of Gods rose from the wand.

"She's here!" Mary exclaimed, slapping the table as she watched the rapidly increasing magical energy in front of her. "Princess Medea is a magician who is known as a 'witch' even in the Greek world where magic is commonplace! The witch of Colchis, her strength is probably among the top five in the world!"

"I have given up everything, sacrificed everything." The girl before her closed her eyes and recited these somewhat sorrowful words, "I have risked everything, even without reward or benefit. Because this is the reason I left the island!" In her memory, the blond youth who had gently reached out his hand to her still captivated her with his smile.

"Then, everyone, please prepare yourselves!" Then, the girl opened her eyes, and a torrent of purple magic gathered at the tip of her staff, radiating an overwhelming sense of oppression. "I am not good at fighting, so please forgive me if I inadvertently cause you any pain."

At the same time, despite saying this, the girl's actions were ruthless. The purple magic cannon swept across the ship's deck, adding to the unpleasant smell, while the flashing torrents of magic stung people's eyes.

"Don't even think about it!" After a period of rest, Nian Zhuo, who was barely able to fight, swung his Time Limit Sword without hesitation to block the magic cannon. "Perfect, let's foresee the future again and reverse it!" Before Nian Zhuo's blade collided with the magic cannon, the pointer above Nian Zhuo's head began to spin.

Then, the golden sword light collided with the magic cannon, and at the same time, in Nian Zhuo's consciousness, images flashed before his eyes as 'himself in the mirror'.

"Predicting the future... I'll leave it to you!" Nian Zhuo laboriously pressed down on the blade, splitting the magic cannon in two. He then touched his shoulder, realizing that the wound had not only hindered his magic power but also lowered his physical stats. "Then, we should really go and fight them."

"I now know everything Medea is going to do!" The 'self in the mirror' smiled victoriously and looked at the somewhat reluctant Nian Zhuo. "Leave it to me for now. The future prediction is up to you!" Then, the Nian Zhuo in reality closed his eyes and then opened them again, but golden light began to swirl around his hands.

"Ugh—!" On the other side, Mash, who had retreated, raised her shield to block Medea's cannon fire and returned to the battlefield.

"Mr. Nianzhuo, I'm here to help you!" Mash then raised her shield and charged towards Medea first.

“Oh…oh!” Nian Zhuo was taken aback at first, but then he realized, “So this is what it feels like…it’s still a little embarrassing to be called by name by them…” He scratched his cheek, but Nian Zhuo also gripped the Time Limit Sword and faced Medea.

"--Hmm, please struggle as much as you like, although I don't like causing pain to anyone." Then, Medea lightly tapped her toes, and a huge magic circle reappeared around her.

Magic inherited from the age of gods, mysterious secrets formed a magical barrier surrounding Medea.

"Oh my god!" Orion exclaimed, looking utterly astonished. "That's a protective spell with three sections of chanting! Did she skip the chanting process?"

High-Speed ​​Divine Word: A spell that can activate magic without connecting to a magic circuit. It can activate a major magic spell in the time it takes to complete a single action.

"Well, though I'm very reluctant, please let me pierce her with an arrow!" Artemis drew her longbow, her eyes gleaming with silver light.

Then, the silver arrow, like a beam of moonlight, shot straight toward Medea's chest.

But then, the silver moonlight collided with the pale purple, mysterious defensive magic circle released by Medea, and the arrow and the magic circle collided, generating rings of purple lightning.

In the end, however, the silver arrow could only turn into specks of light before being completely absorbed by the magic circle.

"Eh~~~?" Artemis exclaimed in surprise, her puzzled gaze falling on Orion, the teddy bear who was shaking his head with his arms crossed. "How could this be~"

"I told you, your bow and arrows are no good... Even though you were summoned in my place, don't I know how powerful you are..." Orion looked like he was at his wit's end, but then suddenly looked anxiously at Artemis, "Hey! Get out of the way!"

"Eh—!" Just as she realized what was happening, Artemis saw the thin beam of magical energy rushing towards her and quickly took flight. "Whoa, what's that?"

"That's an inherent effect of that defensive magic; it can absorb a certain amount of attack and automatically counterattack the attacker." Orion naturally recognized the magic Medea had unleashed.

“In that case—” But before he could finish speaking, Asterius rushed past Mash and chopped Medea’s magic barrier with his axe.

"Buzz—buzz—" The sound of electricity flowing rang out, and a contest of strength began between the two axes that Asterius was constantly increasing in force with.

"Ah—ah—!" The roar of the ferocious beast came from Asterius's mouth. Even though he was injured, his strength still reached the level of A.

Even so, it was impossible to break through Medea's defenses, and purple lightning flowed around Asterius.

"Ugh—!" Then, the girl's pitiful expression came into the eyes of the ferocious beast, causing Asterius's eyes to widen.

What made him widen his eyes was not the girl's sympathetic expression, but Medea's raising of her wand with a look of pity—the enormous orb of light on it made Asterius's hair stand on end, instinctively sensing extreme danger.

Then, without hesitation, following his instincts, Asterius suddenly dodged to the side.

Then, the purple magic cannon shot past the spot where he had just stood, scorching the entire ground. The magic cannon, which shot from the bow of the ship all the way into the cabin, silently told others about the power of that attack.

"Hmm—!" Then, Nianzhuo opened his eyes, and the blade was once again enveloped in golden magic. "Come on! Watch me cut through your defenses with one sword!"

This is the first battle for 'the self in the mirror', and Nianzhuo stands in his consciousness watching his appearance.

"First strike—!" "First strike—" One voice was passionate, the other calm, coming from the mind in the mirror in reality and the mind in consciousness, respectively.

As he spoke, Medea watched his charge and raised her staff.

"It's a straight surge of magic!" "A straight surge of magic—" The two spoke with unwavering certainty as Nian Zhuo moved his entire body to the side.

"Ah—!" In the instant before moving, Medea, not daring to be careless, swung her staff down, and the magic cannon gave the ground a baptism of destruction.

But then, Medea blinked her purple eyes and looked at Nianzhuo, who had appeared beside her, with a puzzled expression.

At the same time, several magic arrays appeared simultaneously with a wave of his hand, and magic cannons converged into thick beams of light, attacking Mash, Drake, and Asterius from all angles.

"Whoa—!" Drake rolled over and dodged another magic cannon shot. Looking at the large hole burned in the ship's deck in front of him, he pouted with heartache. "It's really... such a hard-won ship that's been repaired..." Then he picked up the flintlock pistol and pulled the trigger at Medea.

However, bullets that hit the barrier can only fall and disappear.

"Um... everyone! We need to hold on and leave an opportunity for Mr. Nianzhuo!" Ritsuka bit her thumb, looking troubled. "If we keep diverting Medea's attention, her magic power will probably decrease accordingly! That way, we can relieve some of the pressure on Mr. Nianzhuo."

“Second attack…” Nian Zhuo gripped the hilt of the sword with his other hand, and at the same time twisted his body suddenly. The sudden change of direction caused Nian Zhuo’s feet to grind up some dust on the dark ground. Then Nian Zhuo looked at Medea.

“Take off—” “Ascend—” Nian Zhuo in his mind curled his lips and said, “Just how many memes do you know? You even have to use them now.”

"Hehe, it's a habit, it's a habit... Wuhu!" In reality, he laughed awkwardly, and then he saw Medea lightly tap her finger, and her whole body flew up as lightly as a butterfly.

“But… this butterfly doesn’t make me laugh…” Nian Zhuo raised an eyebrow awkwardly, then saw Medea fly up and wave her hand, and layers of magic arrays appeared directly in front of her.

"Even if I foresaw this scene, it's still incredibly impressive no matter how you look at it..." Nian Zhuo scratched his cheek, then unleashed the golden sword energy without hesitation.

Next, more than a dozen magical orbs of light appeared in the center of the magic array, and cluster magic cannons rushed toward Nian Zhuo's speeding figure.

The golden sword light collided with the purple magic cannon, generating a white shockwave that instantly swept away the pirate minions fighting the Dragon Tooth Soldiers and a pile of debris, successfully cleaning up the entire ship's deck.

Even so, it was within Nianzhuo's expectations.

Then, Zi-O II easily emerged from the white shockwave and continued its journey towards Medea.

Then, with a push of his feet, Nian Zhuo's figure appeared in mid-air, in front of Medea.

"The third strike—!" "The third strike—" The plural phrases rang out simultaneously.

"The sublime power of Hanno!" "What the hell is that?! It's clearly a magic reflection barrier!"

A long, mirror-like barrier stood before Nian Zhuo. This was the miracle Medea could achieve: a barrier that could completely reflect magical attacks.

"But my attack wasn't magical at all." Then, Nian Zhuo swung the Limit Sword down, and the mirror-like barrier shattered instantly.

“Here it comes, young lady,” Nian Zhuo flipped the hilt of his sword and slashed horizontally at the magic circle in front of Medea.

The purple lightning bolts and the golden light began to collide repeatedly.

The newbie protection period only lasts a few minutes?!

"Ugh—!" As soon as the blade collided with the magic barrier, Nian Zhuo immediately felt a tingling sensation throughout his body.

"Damn it... I still can't break through!" 'Myself in the mirror' gripped the sword hilt, struggling against the magical counterattack from Medea in front of her. "I have to—!" Then, Nian Zhuo pressed the button on the hilt, and the entire blade was filled with silver light.

"Rider Gili!" A silver sword light shot out from Nian Zhuo's hand, and the horizontal slash almost instantly destroyed the purple electric current that was counterattacking Nian Zhuo's body.

"Still—not working—!" Without charging up, Nian Zhuo used all his strength at once to swing and slash. The light of the Knight Slash collided with the magic circle continuously. However, since Nian Zhuo didn't have time to charge up, it only made the sparks from the collision with the magic circle bigger.

However—things suddenly took a turn for the better.

“Let me handle this.” The real Nian Zhuo gripped the sword hilt and looked at the Nian Zhuo in the 'mirror'. “Compared to your student status in that world, isn’t my body and skills honed through crossing two singularities better?”

"Okay! Then I'll leave it to you!" Without hesitation, the man in the mirror released the sword hilt, which was then gripped tightly by Nian Zhuo in reality.

Just you wait and see!

When Nianzhuo opened his eyes again, his aura suddenly changed.

"Huh?!" Medea sensed the change in the enemy's aura and couldn't help but exclaim in confusion.

"Haha—Medea, this is the real me, my full power!" Then, the silver sword light in her hand suddenly intensified, shattering all the purple lightning that tried to stop her.

"Crack—" On the magic circle, the purple lightning was gradually replaced by silver sword light, and cracks began to appear in the mysterious magic circle from the center.

“Breakthrough—! And then—” Nian Zhuo gritted his teeth and unleashed the last of his silver light.

Finally, the so-called shield was pierced by the sword, and the thin figure behind the shield also came into Nianzhuo's sight.

"Ahhh—!" The girl, who was holding the staff, seemed to be injured by the backlash of the magic circle, and her body suddenly fell backward.

"—Success!" Nian Zhuo then sheathed his sword and slashed directly at Medea's neck.

Show no mercy, show no mercy, show no mercy.

"I'm not the same person I used to be, so I won't show you any mercy." If he were to show mercy, he would have died at the hands of Saber Alter and Jeanne Alter long ago.

"So, please leave now, Medea!" Calling out the girl's true name, Nian Zhuo's sword was only a step away from killing Medea.

"Mr. Nianzhuo! Watch out!" Mashu's voice came from behind, and Nianzhuo caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

Hercules, who had been standing still at Medea's command, suddenly jumped up and shattered the deck beneath his feet.